separate calm

i remember
the last time you
were near

so clearly

you were
at the laptop
as usual

getting the tiniest

bit of informative signal
from who knows where

typing furiously
about something
and nothing

all at the same time

and i drifted off
as i usually did

knowing we were
both in different
time zones again

you following the
trail of feelings that
glistened at night

and me chasing 
sleep once more

the bed 

seemed to 

hold us to-gether

physically

so we could get
to calmness

mentally

you just a 

touch away

from genius

and me 

just a 

touch away

from softness

may we 

touch again

(when)